just another poem
Why is it that no one can care
As a sad girl pulls at her hair
She thinks that she is no good
She wished to be happy- if only she could
A sad tear falls down her face
Fore she believes shes a disgrace
She thinks about all of her wrongs
she believes theres nowhere she belongs
Thats why she trys to blind the pain
It's the only thing keeping her sane
She silently says good-bye
Cuts herself and hopes to die
The lights then begin to fade
Her own hell she has made
Soon all she sees is black
This time theres no turning back
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I write poems and random thoughts here
lust, greed, glutony, and sloth these are four of the seven deadly sins yet quiet a few people fill these emotions daily and over half of the people that do fill it give in.